The sound of DEA gunfire mixed with the screams of someone falling to the ground was chilling.
Song Wenbin lay on the sand on the ground, feeling the temperature on the surface of the sand. His eardrums were still shaking from the gunfire. He squinted and looked at Sutina next to the gravel. Her expression was normal. But Hua Jianchen beside her was not so calm. At this moment, he was kneeling on the sand, his face was pale, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
He didn't expect such a thing to happen at all. No matter how dangerous it was on TV, experiencing it in person was obviously completely different from watching it through a screen.
Surprisingly, Song Wenbin didn't feel scared at this moment. Instead, he felt a strange sense of comfort. It was as if traveling to more than a dozen countries had made him accustomed to this level of danger, and even made him feel a surge of adrenaline. Excited.
He looked up at the inside of the bus and saw the film crew members stumbling out of the bus. They were immediately controlled by several DEAs, along with several Latin ladies who rushed out from behind and were dragging luggage. .
The police dog was still barking, and the fight in the car had subsided. Two tattooed men wearing vests were pushed out of the car with their hands twisted, and they were forced to kneel on the sand. The DEA held a gun to their heads and screamed loudly. Shouting.
A local anti-narcotics policeman who followed them came forward, slashed the vehicle's tires with a knife, tore the bus's tires apart, and then pulled out several small bags of white stuff from the wheel wells on the inside of the tires. Not only is it in the wheel hub groove, but also in the structural sandwich of the tire, there is also a thin layer of white stuck in it.
Song Wenbin lay on the ground and watched the anti-narcotics policemen dig out the drugs from the tires. He lamented in his heart that he was so unlucky that he encountered this kind of thing just after taking a car. But if you look at the expressions of the other Latin Americans around you, they still look numb and calm. I'm afraid they have experienced this kind of thing too often. The chaos in Central America was indeed more terrifying than he imagined.
"stand up!"
The DEA patrolling behind him turned around and drank fiercely.
"Don't look around!"
Song Wenbin stood up and looked at the messy scratched tires and the bus driver who was shot and killed not far away. He couldn't help but asked with concern: "You made the car like this, how can we do it?" Go to Panama…”
When the DEA behind Song Wenbin saw this guy, he was actually quite calm and even asked himself. He couldn't help but look at him and said, "You all have to go to the local police station with us for inspection."
"What to check?" Song Wenbin asked.
"Drug." Dea replied coldly.
While talking, the driver who fell to the ground and the two arrested suspected drug dealers were put into the police car.
The DEA stood there, holding the walkie-talkie, and said on the walkie-talkie: "Drive the car over, there are some travelers here."
There was a buzzing sound from the intercom. The DEA didn't get a reply and asked several more times.
Still no answer, DEA was a little uneasy and walked towards his colleagues nearby, who gathered together and started whispering.
Song Wenbin looked at the scorching sun above his head and had to say that the temperature here was quite high. He felt dizzy just after standing for a while.
He looked around again. At this moment, they were in the middle of a desolate desert, surrounded by only gobi and cacti. It seemed a bit out of the way.
"What should we do?" Song Wenbin looked at his old teammate Huo Yu, trying to get some support.
But Huo Yu, who had just pushed him down, had no expression at the moment. He just said lightly: "What should I do? Cold salad."
"Teacher... I feel like this place is really scary..." Hua Jianchen also recovered from the fear and uneasiness of the first meeting. He stammered and interjected: "I just came out... Just... encounter this kind of thing... Do you often encounter this kind of thing...?"
"I'm afraid, it's still too late to quit now." Huo Yu said with some gloating.
"Huo Yu..."
Sutina frowned and whispered: "Now is not the time for ridicule."
"You're still responsible for taking care of the newcomers in the team."
Huo Yu said calmly, and then asked Song Wenbin teasingly: "How are you? You feel uncomfortable."
Song Wenbin didn't bother to pay attention to Huo Yu, a heartless guy who didn't get support from his teammates. He looked around and always felt that this place had the feeling of Luofengpo. There were towering Gobi mountains all around, and the roads were winding and empty. No one could be seen on the dilapidated road for a long time. If there was an ambush here, I was afraid that someone would come over and not be seen for a long time.
This terrain made him panic. Seeing the DEAs still talking nonstop, he couldn't help but put his bag on his back and said to Huo Yu, "How about we leave first."
"Ah? Are you crazy? Didn't you see what happened to the driver who escaped just now? Didn't they say they would send us back? Wait a minute." Huo Yu waved his hand impatiently.
"Yes, they are the DEA."
Hua Jianchen echoed with lingering fear. He looked at the sand, where there were still blood stains left when the driver was dragged back to the police car.
Song Wenbin completely ignored Hua Jianchen. When Huo Yu refused, he looked at Su Tina and asked her opinion. There is no doubt that Sutina can read his eyes. No one would have thought that this was the time. After Sutina looked at him, she still snorted contemptuously and turned her head away.
Stupid love-brained girl! ! !
Song Wenbin roared in his heart. Seeing his two teammates becoming more and more disobedient, he couldn't bear it and walked to the camera crew nearby.
The crew members had just gotten off the bus. Except for director Paulie, who was playing with his own small equipment like a robot, everyone else looked shocked.
Wei Ning hurriedly leaned next to Song Wenbin and muttered: "Damn, it's so scary. These Bs all draw their guns when they disagree!"
"This place is like this..."
When Song Wenbin saw that Pauly was still taking pictures, he impatiently knocked down his equipment and said, "Stop taking pictures, stop taking pictures, and quickly find a way to get out of here with me!"
"Huh?" Pauly was stunned.
"Leave here, where to go?"
"It doesn't matter where he goes, let's leave first." Song Wenbin was extremely anxious.
"Didn't you see the police stopping you in front?" Pauly said angrily, taking out his camera and continuing to take pictures.
At this time, the several DEAs who were anxiously discussing in the distance also saw Song Wenbin who left the team without permission and wandered around. One of them immediately glared, raised his gun, and shouted: "I told you to move, don't move." !Put your hands up!"
Song Wenbin quickly raised his hand, and the DEA held up the gun reluctantly and quickly approached Song Wenbin. But before he took two steps, a faint whistling sound suddenly came from the horizon.
The whistling sound reminded Song Wenbin of the whistling of artillery shells in some domestic dramas. His expression changed, and just as he was about to shout something, he just heard - Boom! ! !
With a loud noise, fire shot into the sky.
The air wave from the explosion hit, and Song Wenbin half dragged Wei Ning to the ground. For a moment, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and could hardly breathe.
The huge explosion made his ears almost completely deaf, and countless debris and dust fell on him like raindrops. He forced his eyes open, only to see a sea of fire in front of him, and a police car was burning in the explosion.
The DEA who walked towards him earlier had fallen to the ground and was blown up. One of his teammates was dragging him and trying to take him out of the sea of fire, while other teammates were hiding behind the police car, pointing guns at someone. Fang Fang fought back wildly.
Looking in the direction of the firing, Song Wenbin saw several pickup trucks appearing on the top of the Gobi Mountain not far away. The people in the pickup trucks were holding submachine guns and shooting at the location of the anti-narcotics police.
The anti-narcotics police here also fired back wildly with guns. During the exchange of fire, someone leaned out of the back seat of the pickup truck. The person was carrying a thick green RPG.
Song Wenbin looked at that guy and his hair stood up.
Soon after that, his eyes blurred, and someone pushed him hard.
"Aren't you going to fucking run! Run!"
It was Huo Yu. She was holding Hua Jianchen, who was about to faint, with one hand, taking Sutina with her, and roared to remind him.
Song Wenbin didn't dare to look anymore. He rushed to Pauly who was lying on the ground, and dragged the director who was obsessed with filming as a war reporter from the ground and dragged him away.
Paulie was dragged, twisting and struggling and said: "Leave me alone!! Do you know how precious this scene is!?"
What answered him was an old punch from Song Wenbin.
After subduing Baoli, Song Wenbin followed Huo Yu and ran desperately into the depths of the desert.
At this moment, the desert road was in chaos, and the Latin aunts and uncles were running away frantically carrying their bags. Anti-narcotics police and militants ambushing in the distance were engaged in a frenzied exchange of fire. Gunshots, explosions, and screams were heard all the time.
Song Wenbin didn't dare to look back, but even without looking, he knew that the anti-narcotics police were already in danger. The militants' firepower was far greater than that of the anti-narcotics police, and they even used RPGs.
However, he didn't know if these militants knew that the DEA existed among these anti-narcotics police. If they knew and dared to act like this, Song Wenbin could only say that the level of chaos in this land was far beyond his imagination.
The group of people ran in shock for who knows how long, and finally reached the point where the sound of gunshots and explosions could not be detected. Song Wenbin still wanted to run because he was worried that the armed men would catch up, but he couldn't run anymore.
The ground temperature in this hanging place was almost 70 degrees, and the blazing sunshine distorted the air in front of him. After running for a long distance, he felt that he was about to suffer from heatstroke.
"No, no, no..."
He panted and collapsed in a corner on the edge of a Gobi cliff, panting like a dead dog. After traveling so many times, this was the first time he had traveled such a hot and arid route. If it was like this for the next several thousand kilometers, it would undoubtedly be fatal.
Under such a scorching sun, even Huo Yu, a physical maniac, had to avoid the edge for a while. She held her knees and panted next to Song Wenbin. Her body had already been wet with sweat.
Sutina didn't feel much better either. She sat on the sand, covered her face with a hat, and poured mineral water into the hat.
The fourth person, Hua Jianchen, was even more unbearable. He was still pale at the moment and looked distracted. He could not stand firmly. It was obvious that the previous attack had scared him. For him, this scene was almost different from the battlefield. There is no difference once.
But those Central American aunts and uncles who also fled here were much calmer. They didn't panic. They just stood in a slightly shady place, avoiding the scorching afternoon sun, talking to each other worriedly, and looking at the firefight in the distance. The place.
After Huo Yu breathed for a while, he kicked Song Wenbin, and Song Wenbin moved his butt to the side. The two of them squeezed together helplessly under a small, slightly cool shadow.
Sutina on the other side looked like she was dead, sitting motionless under a dead tree trunk.
Huo Yu was not ready to let her go, and shouted several times: "Sutina! Sutina!"
Su Tina turned her head and Huo Yu said, "Is there still water?"
Sutina reluctantly rummaged through her bag, took out two bottles of water, stood up, walked over with heavy steps, and handed them to Huo Yu. After handing over the water, she wanted to leave, but Huo Yu took her wrist and forced her to sit down.
The shadow was already small, and it became even smaller when Su Tina was added in. Song Wenbin leaned out half of his body, but even so, when he saw Hua Jianchen sitting alone by the tree on the other side, he felt much more comfortable, as if at a certain moment , he returned to the Caribbean island he once was.
"What are you doing?" But Su Tina seemed very irritable when she was with Huo Yu and Song Wenbin.
"We need to get food and water organized."
Huo Yu whispered. She pointed to some uncles and aunties in the distance and said, "It's safer to leave them here with me."
Under the scorching sun, there were many Latin American natives in the distance who did not carry drinking water. They sat under the trees, fanning the wind with their hats, and stared at Song Wenbin and his group not far away, especially the water in their hands. .
Sutina understood, and went back to get the bag. Hua Jianchen was no longer panic-stricken now, and he hurriedly followed Sutina over, like a little tail.
Four people gathered in the shadows at the same time, and Song Wenbin was forced to stand up, which made him very unhappy.
"We're running low on water and food."
Sutina said after checking her backpack.
"Save it. As long as we can get through this afternoon, we can go back and continue our journey in the evening." Huo Yu consoled him.
"It would have been better if we had bought more water and food." Hua Jianchen blamed himself on the side: "It's all my fault. I should have bought more in advance."
"It's okay." Song Wenbin said, "This has nothing to do with you."
Song Wenbin thought he was comforting the other party, but then Hua Jianchen whispered: "Teacher Yan, we will do as you say, but you have to be responsible for us! What should we do if we can't get out? …”
Song Wenbin was stunned, and then he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
However, when Hua Jianchen reminded them, Su Tina and Huo Yu suddenly remembered that it was Song Wenbin's decision that made them leave the snakehead and choose to take the bus to Panama.
"Teacher Yan, you said before... it is safer to take the bus without following the smugglers, but today... our lives were almost lost today. To be honest, even Ukraine is not so dangerous..."
Hua Jianchen said, hugging his knees and sitting down, his eyes were red, he was choking while talking, and tears were about to flow out.
"Oh my god, the outside world is really terrible, and none of us are so lucky. How could we just get into a car with drugs hidden...?"
Song Wenbin looked at him in shock and tilted his head.
Are you still crying? ? ?
He thought to himself, "Didn't you interrupt the negotiation process between me and the smuggler?" ? ?
He couldn't say what was in his heart, and Song Wenbin didn't want to say it, because he saw Su Tina had already rummaged through the bag and handed it to the other party. Unlike Song Wenbin, Hua Jianchen, Su Tina and Huo Yu discussed the travel route together and spent more time together. Moreover, Hua Jianchen was really good at talking. Now he started to cry, which inevitably reminded Su Tina of her first trip. When I encountered the appearance of a robber, I felt pity for him.
But Su Tina's actions made Song Wenbin tighten his lips and his expression became increasingly grim.
There is no doubt that he is more afraid of the man in front of him than the militants and drug lords outside. This guy could replace him anytime, anywhere.
"Well, it's indeed what I said. Then how do you want me to make it up to you?" Song Wenbin said softly, "Do you want me to send you back to the country to avoid it first?"
"No, the show has already started filming. No matter how dangerous it is, I will persevere to the end. I still have this professional quality. I just hate the teacher..." Hua Jianchen wiped his tears with a tissue and said: "We all At this point, it’s really dangerous in the wilderness. Look, why don’t we call the smugglers and ask them to come pick us up, okay?”
